Page 25 of Trained By Her Daddy

Rubbing my watery eyes with the back of one hand, I turned to face him and inhaled a shuddering breath. “Do you still want me to stay?”

“Come here, my little one,” he directed with a calm patience, taking me into his arms for a hug. “Don’t you realize I only worry about your insolent behavior because I care for you so much?”

“I want to believe that,” I admitted, hiding my face on his hefty chest. “I do want to be your baby girl.”

“Darlin’, as long as you stay here with me, my love will be unconditional—but you need to consider an important concept. Daddy will always be in charge and he’ll be the only one to make the rules in this house. Do you understand?”

My heart was drumming so loud, it had taken over every aspect of my brain. There was no doubt I’d adored his loving dominance from the moment I walked into his house, but why was it necessary to admit my feelings out loud to him? It was so damn embarrassing.

“I’d like an answer now,” he said in a velvety but commanding tone as his thumb brushed over my quivering puckered hole.

“Oh, God.” The response was mine, but my voice was barely discernible as a tidal wave of submission washed over my soul. “Yes, Daddy. I understand.”

“I want to make you mine,” he whispered, slipping his finger between my wet pussy lips. “Is that what you want?”

Air hissed from my lips as my answer came quickly. “Yes.”

A low growl emerged from his chest as he pressed my back up against the wall. My heart raced, and my lips separated in awe as I watched him tug his pants to the floor. Palming his heavy cock, his eyes glittered with flashes of light. “I want to claim that delicious pussy of yours, but I need your assurance it’s safe to take you bareback. Are you on some type of birth control?”

All I could manage was a quick nod as he pushed his thick shaft into my tight sex, stretching every inch of my tender tissues until he filled me completely.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me, Lori Hope?”

Though my body was spiraling out of control with lust, my brain was perfectly clear. “I want to feel you come inside me. I want to be yours,” I mewled as he pulled his cock out, but then he immediately drove it right back in.

“Turn around and put your hands on the wall, young lady. I want that bottom cherry red before I give that sweet spot of yours a good hard fucking.”

Without question I swiveled around, and he smacked each cheek three times before his fingers threaded through my messy ponytail, while lowering his face to mine. “Bend your knees, princess. My cock is aching to go deep inside you again,” he growled, rubbing the tip of his member over my drenched entrance.

As his broad shaft inched back inside my pussy lips, he gave my ass a solid slap before grabbing my hips to drive deeper inside me. “Please let me come, Daddy,” I begged, my body vibrating with a fevered need as his shaft bumped my cervix.

“Not yet. Not until I’ve filled every inch of you.” Withdrawing his thick cock, he slid a wet finger inside my pulsing anus and then jerked my sex onto his shaft to drive it in with one last mighty thrust.

Standing in the corner naked and vulnerable with my ass and pussy dominated by him, I twisted my neck to the side and let out a shivering gasp, waiting for his permission to explode with wave after wave of pleasure. But I really didn’t have to wait much longer. His body pressed against mine and the warmth of his breath soon filled my ear. “You may come now, baby girl.”

All rational thoughts exited my brain as I threw my head back and savored the stunning moment. His finger remained in between my buttocks as the muscles in my pussy contracted around his thrusting cock, gripping him as I quivered, and a sensational surge gushed through my body before he stilled—pulsating heavy spurts of cream inside me as my clit throbbed mightily at the same time.

Turning to relax into his broad chest, a low purr escaped from my throat. “Did you say unconditional love?”

“It’s the only kind of love I give, sugar,” he whispered, resting his forehead against mine.

Following a quick stop in the bathroom, we walked down the hall together to find Jake reading from his Kindle in the black leather recliner. “Sorry for the delay,” John said as we stood in front of him.

Jake jumped to his feet and extended a hand. “Nice to finally meet you in person, Lori.”

I took his hand as my face flushed with embarrassment. God only knows what sounds recently filled those ears of his. “It’s great to see you, too.”

“Excellent. So, now that we have the introductions out of the way, let’s throw some burgers on the grill and get this dinner started,” John insisted, rubbing his hands together before we spun on our heels to head for the kitchen.

But Jake hadn’t even begun to grill us. “Not so fast, you two.”

John and I stopped dead in our tracks, glanced at each other and then pivoted to face him.

“Since I feel somewhat responsible for this working union, it would be nice if one of you told me how things went this week.”

“Everything worked out fine. In fact, your dad asked me to stay on for a while.”

Jake’s lips formed a thin line as he sat back down in the chair and moved it into a reclining position. “Really? And how long is a while? A week? A month?”

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